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NOTES: Ah, no, didn’t mean to make it sound like that was the end. ^^; Still lots more to go. I think.

“Okay, Mazoku, where the hell did Xelloss go?” Lina shook her captive so hard it looked like his fake physical form would fall apart.

“Hey! HEY! STOP IT! I don’t know!” it said, trying to push her away. “I’ll tell you everything I know, just stop!” What a wimp; Lina didn’t even have to threaten it with a fireball.

“Hey, Lina, be nice. . .” Gourry said. “He already told us he was Xelloss’.”

Amelia was looking particularly put-out. “Where did he take Zelgadiss?!” she probed.

“I told you, I don’t know!” it said. “I’ll tell you anything. I’ll—I’ll tell you my orders! Just stop!”

Lina sighed. “Fine, what were you ordered to do?”

“Kill you, that’s all,” it said, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“Oh. I get it. Hey, wait a minute—FIREBALL!”


Whenever Xelloss found a new emotion to make a victim feel, he made that victim feel it as much as he could, like a chef discovering a new flavor. If he could feel and taste that emotion as if it were his own, then all the better. It was much tastier that way, and good food was one of those things Xelloss truly enjoyed. That was what he thought his idea of Zelgadiss was: a good meal. Love was nothing compared to food, right?

But if that was so, why did he hurt so badly now? Why did he want Zelgadiss to come back, hold him, and tell him it was all right? He wanted forgiveness. He felt guilt. Guilt, that one emotion Mazoku were not supposed to feel, particularly not higher Mazoku. The only time he’d felt it before was because he’d let his master down. Did that mean Zelgadiss was his master or something? Oh, damn this thing called love!

Love? Did he really love Zelgadiss? He’d said so before, and he’d believed it. Yes, he loved him, and he hurt him. He tore him apart inside, he wrenched out hearheart. Normally he would be rejoicing. Feasting! Wallowing in the feelings of his victim! Why couldn’t he now, damn it?!

[Xelloss,] called a voice, stirring him out of his thoughts.

[Juuou-sama,] Xelloss responded, and bowed on the astral plane. His physical body remained in its position on Zel’s bed; if Zel came back, he didn’t want to be bowing. Wait, did that mean there was a chance Zel would return? Maybe. Maybe. He hoped.

[Xelloss!] his master called again. [Stop with those thoughts and pay attention.]

[Ah, sorry,] Xelloss winced mentally. [How may I serve you, master?]

He heard a sigh from her end. [Dolphin decided to be a pest,] she said. [They’re only lesser beings, but I want them dead.] Xelloss smiled. Obviously, his master had sensed his turmoil. She was trying to distract him. How lucky he was to have such a master. [I need them gone by dinnertime this afternoon; I’m having guests.]

[Yes, master, it should be simple,] Xelloss said with a grin, and teleported home to get to work.


Lina was starting to become impatient. It had been an hour already, and Zelgadiss hadn’t returned. She was starting to become worried, too, but that wasn’t the point. “OHHH, DAMN it ZEL, where in HELL are you?!” She paced back and forth, stomping the ground as she went.

“Uh, Lina-san. . .” Amelia intervened.

“WHAT?!” All at once, Lina’s fury was focused on a single point: Amelia. She strode right up to her, that angry-Lina-aura surrounding her. “Is there something wrong, Amelia?”

“No! No, nothing wrong at all,” Amelia coughed. “I was just going to mention our friend here—” She gestured to Xelloss’ minion, who was cowering over in the corner.

“Oh no, she’s going to get me, she’s going to get me,” it was whimpering. “Save me master! SAVE ME!”

“Gods DAMN IT ALL, you’re still here?!” she hissed at the Mazoku.

“Oh no, Xelloss-sama! Don’t leave me hwithwith that crazy red-headed—”
“FIREBALL! ELMEKIA FLAME! ”

“Oh please, please, please don’t hurt me!” Too late. Minion go boom.

“Uh…Lina, don’t you think that was a little harsh?” Gourry asked.

“FIREBALL!” Idiot go boom. Then the Enemy of All Who Lives turned to the Princess of Seiruun, and uttered a question. “Anything else bugging you, Amelia?”

“Uh, no, nothing at all.”



Zelgadiss was walking through fog so dense he couldn’t see the path in front om. Hm. He had planned on meeting up with Lina, but now, that didn’t really seem to matter. So he walked, and the fog soaked him through. Why couldn’t he be in charge of his emotions for once, he asked himself. Why did he have to let this fog take him over? He wanted to blame it all on Xelloss, he wanted to hate him, but he knew that wasn’t possible. He loved him.

Maybe he had been too brash. Maybe, given time, Xelloss would have stopped the mind games. Maybe he would have stopped playing with him. Maybe, if he had waited, Xelloss wouldn’t have thought of him as just some toy.

Yeah right. And maybe, given time, foxes would stop stealing chickens.

He sighed; he was tired. He looked around for a place to rest, and he realized he had no clue where he was. No matter, he just had to trace the path back to the. . . inn? When he looked, there was no path behind him. Only fog. The path ahead was as clear as day, with the sun shining down upon it. What the hell? Oh well, there was no point in trying to find his way back now. He’d just have to keep pressing forward.

Deep down he knew how illogical his thought pattern was, but oddly enough, that feeling never made it to the surface.



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